Poem 325 – seeing

seeing

before my mother named the disease
it appeared in thick black letters between
my skull bone & my forehead skin

there like a stamp revealed
there between my two eyes –
another seeing

I felt frightened but also sure
quietly sure

then in the car a light caught my eye
it was the fat moon watching me
a smirk lifting her right cheek
another seeing

I felt frightened but also sure
quietly sure
that we are all connected